So there was a good chance he was in a "sinner" state now?
Fu Qian looked at Lynn, who was drenched from head to toe.
Lynn had probably been hiding underwater, then struck when this poor fellow happened to pass by.
Just like the hunting squad's ambush on Elina earlier.
In an open area, people tended to let their guard down without realizing it.
It seemed that aside from the pain caused by Sin Fire being less intense, Lynn was otherwise nothing special. His mind was perfectly sound.
Fu Qian wasn't sure what the Goddess of Sin's awakening entailed, but if "sinners" meant everyone who had communicated with the Goddess, then Lynn was undoubtedly a potential target.
But there was no need to rush. The three-day contest still had a long way to go.
"I'm not surprised by your answer."
With that, Fu Qian walked forward slowly under Lynn's wary gaze, stopping at the edge of the water closest to him.
"I can tell you adapted quickly!"
He spoke again in that low, hoarse voice.
"What do you mean?"
"For one thing, you gathered all these people based on nothing but a vague hope."
"It stands to reason that even if your plan went smoothly, most of them would end up as cannon fodder."
"So I never expected you to be honest."
"I'm just a victim too. I only want to survive."
Watching Fu Qian approach, Lynn spoke quickly.
Everyone knew that madmen were the most dangerous sort, because their actions were completely unpredictable.
Especially this man, who veered between madness and cold-bloodedness.
And judging by what he'd done earlier, his strength was absurd. He was an extremely troublesome opponent.
"William, that self-righteous lunatic, judges people however he likes, based entirely on his own whims."
"Survival of the fittest is